Vol 2 Chapter 295: Return home

Even if Lu Ze went back and forth on the plane, it only took five days. The first time he went abroad for work and travel, he came to an end in a tight schedule. Generally speaking, the trip was quite enjoyable, except that it was a bit congested for Lu Ze. Instead, it was an entertainment reporter waiting at the airport after returning to China.
"Excuse me, Lu Ze, have you ever prepared for the loss of the Cannes Film Festival? The first time you participated in the International Film Festival, the first time you lost the election, how do you feel now."
A female reporter almost slammed the microphone into Lu Zede's mouth. There were still many reporters squeezing behind. She barely stood at the forefront and asked Lu Ze the question of deliberately revealing the scar.
In an instant, Lu Ze's originally good mood changed a little bit worse. No one would like to passively talk about his failure, even if Lu Ze had accepted the fact of failure in his heart.
Without giving this annoying female reporter a face, but without giving her a good hand, Lu Ze carried the backpack with both hands, glanced at the reporter, and replied, "It's okay."
The failure of the Cannes actor competition does not explain anything. After all, "Alive" is still recognized in the hearts of domestic and European fans, but in this way, it also announced that the legendary record of Lu Ze's nomination for the award-winning has come to an end.
In this regard, Lu Ze's own honor is worthy of recognition, but the legendary color that is talked about is much weaker. The golden body is broken and the legend ends. It is not sad, but it is a pity.
"Excuse me, Lu Ze, do you think that your lack of award is related to your own strength, or the Cannes Film Festival is really not friendly to Asians? Are you planning to participate in the Cannes Film Festival in the future?"
Another male reporter’s problem cannot be said to be stigmatization, but any artist with a bit of brain cannot express dissatisfaction with the film festival organizer. This is a rule, so this problem will basically not apply to others.
But everything will have surprises. Maybe Lu Ze, like the American actor before him, was angry that he hadn't won the prize, and then he screamed the organizers out of his mouth? This reporter just wanted to try his luck. If Lu Ze came up and really vented his dissatisfaction, it would be really big news.
"Skills are not as good as human beings, and I'm willing to go downhill. Also, I suggest you look at your brain. You have specified something wrong."
In fact, it is okay to expose the scars. Lu Ze is not happy, but he can easily hold it back and will not easily turn his face with reporters. He is afraid that such reporters who coat themselves and hope to make enemies will make themselves burned. , People count the money behind their backs and watch the theater happily. Lu Ze really hates this kind of person.
"I, Lu Ze, you can not accept the interview, but there is no need to mock me?"
"Sorry, Lu Ze is not accepting interviews now. Please put your cameras away. Thank you for your cooperation. Friends in the back do not want to take pictures. Please trouble you."
Shen Jinghan rushed out of the crowd, stopped the surrounding reporters, asked Liu Bin to take Lu Ze's suitcase, and strode Lu Ze out of the airport.
"Lu Ze! It's okay! Come on next time! I'll get it next time! Don't be discouraged! Keep making good movies for us to see! Awards are not important! The important thing is to be yourself! Come on!"
Behind the reporter are fans who came to pick up the plane and gave Lu Ze countless comforts and encouragement. Although they didn't come to the airport to pick up the plane, they just heard that Lu Ze was going to get off the plane and stopped here for a while, but in the words The sincere blessings can still be felt by Lu Ze.
In fact, Lu Ze has never enjoyed a large number of fan pick-up treatments, usually only when fans passing by at the airport recognize the heavily armed Lu Ze, and then come to ask for autographs and photos, but compared to the crowd in Wuyang Wuyang Blocking him at the airport, Lu Ze felt that this way of getting along with the fans made him easier.
"I'm sorry to disappoint everyone, I'm sorry everyone."
If the defeat of the Palme d’Or is the only thing that can make Lu Ze feel guilty, it’s the fans who have expressed high expectations for him.
This sentence is sorry, it is very necessary, he is not a man who likes to disappoint people, so this sentence is sorry, he wants to say it to these people.
"It's okay! Work hard again! I believe you can! Come on, Lu Ze."
There is no shouting like a mountain whistling or a tsunami, and no fans with blushing faces. Instead, the voices are a bit uneven. At first glance, they have not been organized and trained, and some shy people are not embarrassed to speak.
It is impossible to say that he is not moved. Lu Ze has nothing to repay his fans, he just agreed to their wishes, walked over to take photos with them, and left his signature.
"Mr. Lu, it's almost time. The people on the next flight will get off the plane soon. Please leave as soon as possible, otherwise it may cause congestion at the airport. I think we don't want to see this situation."
The airport police and security personnel gently reminded Lu Ze that Lu Ze had to apologize to the fans who did not take a photo with the autograph. Followers Liu Bin and Shen Jinghan got into the car.
This made the police breathe a sigh of relief, and the impression of Lu Ze's fans became good. As the security of Hongkou Airport, there are basically many celebrities passing by the airport every day.
They have seen too many unqualified fans, crowded, making loud noises, affecting pedestrians, and even minor stampedes. Fans like Lu Ze consciously line up, speak softly, and make way for pedestrians passing by. Fans are really too rare, too rare.
This may be due to the fact that Lu Ze fans are older. They are more sensible. They leave when they ask for autographs and group photos, so as not to cause trouble to the airport and other fans. This practice makes all the people present, including passers-by, secretly secretive. Nodding, these people can really do it.
"Aze, where are we going now? Go home and rest?"
In the driver's seat, after Liu Bin ignited the fire, he looked into the rearview mirror and saw that the jet lag was not upside down, and Lu Ze asked softly with a tired face.
"No, go directly to the company. There is still something to discuss. You may have to wait for me for a few hours in the company, and then I will go home to rest."
When Lu Ze got off the plane, he thought of the group of Huang Liu and Deng Bo. Lu Ze called them over, and then ran to France by himself, leaving them still at Sega. This is not the case anymore. In the magic city, if he didn't hurry back and have a look, it would seem that he is a little too incompetent.
Shen Jinghan understood Lu Ze, so he didn't stop him. He has a business right now, so let him do it first, or even if he persuades him to go back to rest, he won't listen.
It was just that along the way, I explained to Lu Ze the impact of his loss. Although this incident did not cause any major storms, the impact was still a little bit, at least it created a lot of hot news.
As for the navy that has been discrediting Lu Ze since yesterday, she didn't tell Lu Ze in detail about this, otherwise? How ugly is it to say that they hurt and curse people? She just told Lu Ze that the company had already resolved the matter, so Lu Ze didn't have to worry about it.
After talking for about ten minutes, Lu Ze snored lightly on his seat. Shen Jinghan felt distressed when he saw this, and signaled Liu Bin to increase the temperature of the air conditioner and lower the speed of the car to let him sleep a little longer.
As a result, it was already more than two hours before Sega had gone. Lu Ze was awakened by Shen Jinghan, rubbed his eyes, shook the watch chain stuck on his wrist, drank saliva and relieved his thirst. Then he got on the elevator with his squinted eyes open.
"Hey, when did you come back, your face is not so good~EbookFREE.me~ hurry up and rest?"
As soon as he opened the door, Huang Liu held up his water glass and greeted Lu Ze. Seeing that Lu Ze's expression was not good, he persuaded Lu Ze with concern.
"Brother Six, Brother Bo, I just didn't reverse the jet lag, it's okay, how is the progress these days? Hey, what are you writing? What are these? This is."
There were several large stacks of A4 paper on the table in the conference room. Lu Ze reached out and took a look. The handwriting on it was scribbled and scribbled. Lu Ze didn't understand it for a while.
"It's weird if you can understand it. They are all creative drafts. These are only about one-third of the writing in the past few days. The rest is torn by the shredder. You sit on yours and we don't care about you. , Continue to talk."
When the words ended, Lu Ze sat in a chair and took a cup of tea from the assistant, took a sip, and listened to their constant quarrel, as if the relationship between brothers was about to collapse.
Listening to it, sleepiness surged up again. After talking to the five screenwriters, he went to lie down on the sofa in his office next door, found a coat to cover his body, and fell asleep deeply.
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